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32                       To Eichard West                   [1739
and was just ready to serve it up to you, but he has plucked it from me. However, I was resolved to give you an account of a particular song and dance in it, and was determined to write the words and sing the tune just as I folded up my letter: but as it would, ten to one, be opened before it gets to you, I am forced to lay aside this thought, though an admirable one. Well, but now I have put it into your head, I suppose you won't rest without it. For that individual one, believe me, 'tis nothing without the tune and the dance ; but to stay your stomach, I will send you one of their vaudevilles or ballads \ which they sing at the comedy after their jpetites pieces.
You must not wonder if all my letters resemble dictionaries, with French on one side and English on t'other; I deal in nothing else at present, and talk a couple of words of each language alternately from morning till night. This has put my mouth a little out of tune at present; but I am trying to recover the use of it by reading the newspapers aloud at breakfast, and by chewing the title-pages of all my English books. Besides this, I have paraphrased half the first act of your new Ghistavus*, which was sent us to Paris: a most dainty performance, and just what you say of it. Good night, I am sure you must be tired; if you are not, I am.
Yours ever,
Rheims, July 20, 1739.
GRAY says, Indeed you ought to write to West.—Lord, child, so I would, if I knew what to write about. If I were
LETTBBI?.—i This ballad does not 2 Qwtavua Vosa. a tragedy by appear.—Berry.                                    Henry Brooke (d. 1783).